The Product of Influence

co-authored by BlackSnake

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Sylvia was sitting on John's lap in the dining room feeding each other the Tacos he had gotten at the store when Joyce emerged from her bedroom. They looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"I'm going to barrow her for a moment. OK, dear?" Joyce said taking Sylvia's hand and dragged Sylvia into her bedroom, and then shutting the door behind them. Joyce held her finger up to her lips and then motioned Sylvia into her bathroom. "I want to let you know that I'm going to tell John that I want him to marry you."

Sylvia put her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming.

Joyce took a ring box from her bathrobe pocket. When she opened the box, the 2.01ct heart shaped diamond sitting in the platinum setting sparkled with radiant beauty. "John's father bought this for me and I'm going to give it to him to give it to you," Joyce said. "It's valued over forty thousand dollars and I think you're worth every dime."

Sylvia through her arms around Joyce's neck as her excitement came out in tears. She pulled back looking Joyce in the eyes. She opened Joyce's robe and dropped to her knees reaching around to grab Joyce's butt-cheeks.

Joyce braced herself against the vanity as Sylvia mouth closed on her aching cunt. "Now this is what I call showing some appreciation," Joyce chuckled as she spread her legs allowing the girl to lick and suck her pussy.

Sylvia slid a couple of fingers into Joyce's wetness as she squeezed the clit with her lips. Joyce shivered as her orgasm erupted making her dizzy. Sylvia stood licking her lips as she closed Joyce's robe back.

"Wow, that was wonderful," Joyce said struggling to get her faculties back together.

Sylvia through her arms back around Joyce's neck, "Thank you," she whispered.

"Sweetheart, I should be thanking you," Joyce chuckled. "I really needed that."

Sylvia stood back and smiled. "Anytime," she said.

"I will have to return the favor something time," Joyce said. "I need to talk to John now."

John was sitting patiently at the table as the two women came from the bedroom smiling. He had tried listening at the door, but couldn't hear what was going on in there.

"John, could you come here for a minute, please," Joyce said smiling delightfully at him.

John kissed Sylvia unknowingly getting a taste of his mother's pussy juice from her lips. Joyce noticed it getting a wink of the eye from Sylvia. It made Joyce feel just as naughty as when she licked his cum from Sylvia's hand. She shut the door as they entered her bedroom.

Joyce took a black wallet from her dresser drawer. "I've been saving this for this particular moment in your life. It is for when I ask you to do something really big that I think is going to be in your best interest. What I'm going to ask you to do is really big, so what I have for you if you do it is really big also," Joyce said. "If you don't do what I ask you will never see it, and I will not ask you to do anything else for it. It's the same deal I got when it was given to me. I want you to know that I'm not playing a game with you, so you need to take me seriously this one time, at least."

"What is it?" John asked.

Joyce handed him the wallet.

"Damn!" John exclaimed. "Is this real?"

"You bet your ass it's real," Joyce said. "It was more than that when I got it. It's what we've been living on."

"Who gave it to you?" he asked.

"Your grandfather," she said. "He made the same deal with me as I'm giving you. You do this one thing and it's yours. If you don't you will never see it even if I die."

"What did you have to do for it?" John asked.

"Something that he asked me to do and I still don't regret doing it," Joyce said. "I can't tell you what it was, but it was the best thing that I have ever done in my life."

"What do I have to do?" John asked.

"You asked me, but when I tell you, you will have to decide to do it or not right away," Joyce said. "I won't ask you to do it again, or ask you to do something else instead. Are you ready to make the biggest decision of your life?"

John looked at his mother and then back down at the wallet. "Yes," he replied.

Joyce reached into her pocket and took out the ring box. "I want you to take this ring and marry Sylvia as soon as possible," she said opening the ring box and holding out to him. "What is your answer?"

The magnitude of what his mother was presenting to him was bigger than he ever thought he would encounter. He looked at his mother straight in the eyes. "Yes...Yes, I'll do it," he said.

Joyce joyfully through her arms around his neck. "I knew you would do it," she laughed. "Now I've done my job with you. You will see that doing this will be the best decision of your life. It was the same for me. Just a little more advice; only take a little of it to live on and put the rest back. Don't let anyone know you have this, not even Sylvia. Your Aunt Leila doesn't know a thing about this. This is the kind of thing people are willing to do anything for. I still have plenty to last me a lifetime."

"Thank you mom, I can hardly believe this," John said. "You must really believe that marrying Sylvia is going to be the best decision I will ever make. This is huge, and the ring is awesome."

"It's was my first wedding ring," Joyce said. "Now get out there and make her my daughter-in-law."

John hugged his mother tightly.

"Go on," Joyce said patting him on the butt.

John went out to Sylvia with a large smile stretched across his face carrying the box in his hand. Joyce went into the kitchen and took a bottle of Champaign from the cabinet. Sylvia saw the box in his hand and began to shake. John knelt on one knee in front of her and Sylvia screamed.

"Sylvia, will you marry me?" John asked as he opened the ring box.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Sylvia screamed hugging and kissing John. "Yes! I'll marry you!"

Joyce popped the Champaign bottle and filled glasses. "Let's celebrate," she said giving them glasses of Champaign. "Congratulations, to the both of you."

John hugged his mother and Sylvia joined them.